Life is not a rehearsal
If you have a dream - go for it.
After teaching her 1000th pupil and working as a deputy head teacher in a large primary school, Lizzie decided it was time to leave the chalk face and pursue her first love: writing. She joined the Romantic Novelists' Association's New Writers' Scheme, honed her craft and wrote Tall, Dark and Kilted (2012), quickly followed a year later by Boot Camp Bride. Lizzie loves the quick fire interchanges between the hero and heroine in the old black and white Hollywood movies, and hopes this love of dialogue comes across in her writing. Although much of her time is taken up publicising Tall, Dark and Kilted and Boot Camp Bride, she has published a third novel SCOTCH ON THE ROCKS and started research for number four. Lizzie is a founding member of indie publishing group - New Romantics Press. In November 2014 they held an Author Event at Waterstones High Street, Kensington, London the icing on the cake as far as they are concerned - and a fitting way to celebrate their achievements. As for the years Lizzie spent as a teacher, they haven't quite gone to waste as she is building up a reputation as a go-to speaker on the subject of self-publishing.
MORE ABOUT LIZZIE
With Scottish, Irish, and Brazilian blood in her veins, it's hardly surprising that Lizzie Lamb is a writer. She even wrote extra scenes for the films she watched as a child and acted out in the playground with her friends. She is ashamed to admit that she kept all the good lines for herself. Luckily, she saves them for her readers these days. Check out her reviews, they speak for themselves.
* Lizzie Lamb's latest, is a perfect follow-up to her brilliant Tall, Dark and Kilted - with added suspense and mystery for good measure. It's that perfect blend of excitement, romance and humor, that she seems to do so effortlessly, but so well. The relationship between Charlee, a trainee intern, and the mysterious but irresistible Rafael Ffinch is cleverly paced, and the twists and turns of the plot keep you guessing and page-turning. Loved the funny, quirky chapter headings, and Lizzie Lamb paints as beguiling a picture of the magical Norfolk marshes,as she did of the Scottish Highlands
* This book reminded me of . . . Romancing the Stone. The writing in this book is equally as good as the script to that film and the characters as likable. I really enjoyed the story line . . . this book is going in my top ten reads. Reviewer Nikki Bywater
Take an up-for-anything reporter. Add a world-weary photo-journalist. Put them together . . . light the blue touch paper and stand well back! Posing as a bride-to-be, Charlee Montague goes undercover at a boot camp for brides in order to photograph supermodel Anastasia Markova. At Charlee's side and posing as her fiancé, is Rafael Ffinch award winning photographer and survivor of a kidnap attempt in Columbia. He's in no mood to cut inexperienced Charlee any slack and has made it plain that once the investigation is over, their partnership - and fake engagement - will be terminated, too. Soon Charlee has more questions than answers. What's the real reason behind Ffinch's interest in the boot camp? How is it connected to his kidnap in Columbia? In setting out to uncover the truth, Charlee puts herself in danger ... As the investigation draws to a close, she wonders if she'll be able to hand back the engagement ring and walk away from Rafa without a backward glance.
* "as the author says in her blurb, '... light the blue touch paper and stand well back!' Some of the pages almost burnt my fingers as I turned them!"
* It's impossible not to love the main characters and to dream you could live their story!
* Keep them coming Ms Lamb
* A roller-coaster ride . . . Highly recommended
* well-woven plot, atmospheric settings, and a strong, brilliantly created secondary cast of characters
* "The language in this book is snappy and at the same time beautiful. How does Ms. Lamb do it? Thank you for a fun read."
From the Inside Flap
The Devil Wears Primark
Charlee stepped out of the taxi around about eight o'clock and pulled her pashmina around her, warding off the wind that came straight off the Thames. Sharp and cutting, it whistled round her exposed legs and ankles and she wished now that she'd worn a coat. But, she was young and reckless and not even the threat of double pneumonia could dampen her enthusiasm for tonight's event. In fact, learning to suffer the cold without complaint would stand her in good stead when she worked on a serious newspaper and not a celebrity-driven magazine. Slipping into one of her customary daydreams, she imagined herself in Afghanistan where the wind scoured through the Khyber Pass. She'd suffer it all without complaint as she hunkered down in her fatigues, staking out the Taliban with a platoon of soldiers. Ready to report what the living conditions were like for our Heroes out there.
No privation was too great for Charlee Montague, the pundits would say, her dedication to the job is legendary.
Totally wired, Charlee skipped up the marble steps of the art gallery where the event was being held. Christmas was just around the corner and if that meant a groan-inducing stay at her family home, at least she was free from the dungeon of the photo archive. As she waited for Poppy to pay the driver and give him a generous tip, she determined to make the most of this God-given opportunity. Tonight she would make her mark or die in the attempt. Journalism was as much about luck as talent; about being in the right place at the right time and getting the scoop. This could be her chance to mingle with people who would spot her potential and offer her a place on a team of talented young writers. Editors and subs who would give their eye teeth to -
'Charlee, snap out of it. While you're dreaming of winning the Pulitzer Prize - again - I'm freezing my assets off,' Poppy complained, teetering on heels guaranteed to wreak havoc on the natural wood flooring in the art gallery. 'Come on, let's pard-ee, girlfriend.'
The huge glass doors swung and as Charlee crossed the threshold, she gave a little shiver that had nothing to do with the cold. Squaring her shoulders she stepped into the overheated atrium which was filled with the hum of voices and a hundred clashing perfumes.
I must also mention all the readers/writers/friends and followers on Facebook and Twitter who spurred me on to finish Boot Camp Bride by demanding - in the nicest way possible - a date when they could download it off Amazon. See - I've done it!
Next, I need to come clean and admit that I don't speak Russian, Spanish or Portuguese - but I know people who do. So many thanks to RNA member Maureen Stenning who put me in touch with her Russian daughter-in-law Vera Stenning who double-checked everything. And to Penny Brindle (RNA/NWS) who helped with the Russian translation, too. Another RNA member, Sarah Callejo corrected all the Spanish and Suzy Turner (of the Famous Five Plus writers' group) verified my Portuguese. You are the best - thank you!
About the Author
LIZZIE HAS BEEN SHORTLISTED FOR THE NEW TALENT AWARD AT THE PRESTIGIOUS UK FESTIVAL OF ROMANCE. SHE WAS NOMINATED FOR THE OPENING CHAPTERS OF BOOT CAMP BRIDE.